Our Slog (Ships Log) with a Satelite View

We said goodbye to Colombia and the friendly people of Bahia Solano yesterday. The ferry that bring produce to the little town never did arrive, although it was rumored to be coming a few hours after we left. The vagaries of remote towns.

Our trip north was smooth, but there was hardly any wind. We struggled from time to time to get the boat moving in light winds and then it would die, or switch. All in all we ended up motoring most of the 90 miles through rain squalls and shifty winds.

Bahia Pinas (Pinaple Bay) is yet another pretty jungle place with clear water. Oh how we suffer.